At this moment, Xiaowei truly couldn't be considered happy. A young girl doesn't know the taste of sorrow, and once she does, separation is near.
Wang Xuan noticed it and pointed to a middle-aged woman about fifty meters ahead, saying to Xiaowei, "Do you know why that lady is going to pray to Buddha? You can take a guess."
Xiaowei's attention was piqued; she observed the woman and speculated, "Her clothes aren't good, so she must be poor. I guess she's probably praying for wealth."
Wang Xuan smiled. The two of them took a few steps forward and inquired, and it turned out the middle-aged woman indeed hoped that the Buddha Bodhisattva would bless her family with abundant wealth.
For four generations, her family had never had anyone who became wealthy. If it weren't for the Federation's subsidies and welfare, her family would truly be penniless.
